"Yeah, baby, you want it bad, don'tcha? You been tryin' to get away, when all the time you wanted this, really wanted my dick, right?" he hissed.

"Oh, no, no, I don't… don't want to do this. You're forcing me."

"Tell yourself anything you want, baby. All I know is that you're one hell of a hot little lady," Jack whispered, going back to her tits.

Cindy wanted to tell him he was wrong. Yet something inside told her she really wanted his mouth on her thighs, wanted to feel those teeth bruising the tender muscles and tendons there just as they were nibbling her nipples right now. She needed those sharp teeth between her legs… even deeper, perhaps tearing at her clit, sucking and tearing at her cunt until she couldn't think any more.

"Ohhhhhh, God!"

Cindy pulled back. But Jack wouldn't let go of her. He held her wrist with one hand while he jammed his palm between her legs, forcing them apart. Cindy screamed, trying to kick him. Her head snapped from side to side while her eyes widened with terror. She felt him cupping his fingers around her crotch, his thumb slipping into her moist crack.

"Oh God, God in heaven, help me!" she screamed, her legs jerking apart.

Cindy's ass danced on the floor as Jack slipped his fingers in a little deeper. He found her cherry, pressing the tips of his fingers against the piece of flesh until Cindy was shouting with agony. Her face was red, her cheeks flushed and sweat trickled down from her forehead. The pain was terrible! He was going to tear her cherry away with his fingers! It was awful, humiliating. And then there came another pain, another degradation. Jack slipped his thumb against her clit, crushing it under his jagged nail.

Cindy screamed. The young blonde snapped back her shoulders, her body bouncing off the wall and back into Jack's arms. She could hear another helpless girl screaming in sympathy as Jack continued to torture her.